Ronaldo's wife to be.

" Is there anything else I can help you with sir?". An artful configuration of a sleek beautiful woman was all there was in Ronaldo Atkin's mind. The ardour had taken a promising part of his mind, The waitress had finished clearing his table after he had wrapped up his dinner, unfortunately, he couldn't hear her since his mind was occupied. He had been giving her these side glances, since the first meal course but she never enticed him, the fire in him rejected her existence, a thought about the feminine, gorgeous limbs, the moon goddess, a rare lady had decided that she would satisfy that appetite that hasn't still been appeased. Nevertheless... Ronaldo shook his head fearing to shock his aid Rocky who was crouching next to him after supper, Always alert for new instructions, though they have been together for the last five years, he was the best help he could ever get. He listened and acted as ordered and regarding his appetite for women that increased every day, Rocky always came in handy and it was his job to make sure that his lust was fed to satisfaction, all he had to do was point out that he needed a woman and within no time a nice lass would be delivered to him. This was his drawback, a disease without a cure, he was ever in lust!!. " Stop giving me that look I know you're waiting for me to say that the waitress can lie with me in my bed tonight, but my problem is how am I going to get a gorgeous woman to satisfy me in this town?", Ronaldo seethed staring at Rocky. She is in my head... " Why not try her, she is attractive, look around you the hotel is deserted, " Rocky advised. " My Psyche for the first time rejects that lassie with her hourglass figure, I need something else, when I find it I will know, " Ronaldo hissed. "We have come a long way, and we have met a lot of desperate lovely women on the road, who kept drooling at you, captured by whatever that they see in you, why couldn't you have picked one, we are already in the hotel and it has been raining, and I do not have any knowledge about this town, so it will be very hard for me to get you what you desire most at the moment." Rocky discounted himself in a lengthy way It was not his first time here, but lastly, when his Master was given the crown as the leader of the Atkins Empire, it was late at night, with no moonlight, as dark as evil, and he can't recall having a look around, that day they travelled with women, it was easy. " Today you want to defy your Master?" Ronaldo chuckled. " My Master understands that it is true we are in a foreign land," Rocky widened his eyes, his Master was full of humour and sarcasm, and it was hard to discern when serious or joking. They had arrived at the hotel when the last light had left the leaden sky, night had fallen swiftly, it was chilly and some raindrops threatened to fall any time, no wonder they rushed. They couldn't afford the time to get acquaintances on the road. Ronaldo had hurried to have a sight of his Grandmother's last home, in daylight. Before he left Lugus town that was his desire this night, but the odds beat them up, it was dark and raining immediately after they arrived in town. " I will be retiring soon… "How about you go to bed? "I won't need you anymore tonight, remember tomorrow we must arrive early at the Mandani's," Ronaldo stirred and gazed outside the window. He knew Rocky wouldn't take his dismissal lightly, so he avoided a direct look. " But who would iron and shine your boots Sir, " Rocky asked sadly, how can he dismiss me at such an early hour, I sleep at 11 pm it's merely 8 pm… " Go and sleep Rocky we have a busy day tomorrow, " Ronaldo insisted. Rocky stiffened, "very well sir, but I wished maybe we could have visited the town maybe you're going to have what you desire." " Today I am not lucky, and I am no longer interested let's see how tomorrow unfolds who knows I might get lucky," Ronaldo said his face lightening up to show Rocky that he was okay. "I will be on my way sir, may you have a good night's sleep," Rocky smiled bowed a little and disappeared into his room. Rocky sniffed the articulateness, his boss had intimidated him tonight but it was better than being stuck on some muddy road, they could have been attacked by anything including wild animals, so why not appreciate his dismissal, and be thankful they reached safely? he thought as he drifted to his corner of the hotel without a backward glance. Ronald's lips wriggled into a smile when he got into his room and found a lively furnace, his lips twitched into a smile, The Hotel might have been empty, he hadn't seen any guests and that was unsurprising, but the owner understood the weather, so Ronaldo grabbed a chair, that was placed next to a desk in his room and stationed it in front of the grate, then he comfortably stretched his legs towards the fire that was roaring in flames. " I love the management already, too fast in making us get the necessary warmth," Ronaldo said loudly like he was talking to someone though he was alone in his room. The flames flared and Ronaldo fixated his gaze on them and it was not for the first time, he kept wondering, whether this excursion to Nembus, which was showered by boredom and a very specific fear was worth what's Mandani the lawyer was speaking about, he had outlined in bold letters that he should be present for a will reading that was left behind by his grandmother, all the years he never gave attention to something like that but he knew that his grandmother died in this town, when he came to visit her sister who was the leader of the Idris Empire that was West of the town where the Mandani's lived. while desire and lust were still there the lugus ladies and their fragrant bodies were getting boring, he was no longer interested in them all of a sudden he had become fussy, choosy and even more so than he had already been, he wanted more from a lady than her body and a few moments of fabricated earthly bliss. And not any lady but this lady who is on his nerves, who is controlling his lust so that he can't just grab the waitress and lay her, for something new in his body is screaming not her type!!. Ronaldo rose again and he resettled his shoulders trying to redirect his thoughts, that letter that had been brought to him is the reason he was here, he can't forget that, tomorrow he is visiting Mandani he had been summoned to the reading of the will so he came hoping that maybe his late grandmother had left something behind for him, that was important, in all his years he never knew about her, for her mother run away from the Atkins Empire since his father was cruel, hot-headed, brass and a narcissist. his mother never enjoyed his marriage though his father held a bigger post in his society. His beautiful mother had to run away from his narcissistic husband some months before he was born and after Ronaldo was born she died in a neighbouring town leaving him behind to the mercy of the people who had employed her to take care of their farm, fortunately, they raised him as one of their own since they didn't have any children, they took him to best schools and gave him a lot of love and care and he only came to realise that they were not his parents when Mandani, his son Jack who happened to be his comrade in college and a few other people came searching for him telling him that it was time for him to take the throne. He followed them reluctantly and was surprised, that whatever Mandani said was true After his father's death since Ronaldo was not around the throne was left in the lawyer's hands till when the time will come for him to take over. Ronaldo knew himself well, perhaps too well to get confused about his personality, he wasn't a cold-blooded man, he liked his life well-ordered, predictable even and he relishes to be in control, he has improved the Lugus Empire to another level, he was a man of peace, of passion, of home. Ronaldo shifted again for up teeth time and settled, conscious of his deeds, he wanted something and he yearned for it, he was after all an Atkin, he was starting to suspect that his thoughts were ingrained and he was susceptible to some kind of force that was getting under his skin and made him edgy and dissatisfied, ruthless and vulnerable. He moved away from the fire and strolled to the window, he fixated his gaze on the lobby and a woman emerged from the Shadows wrapped in a dark shawl, she met his gaze directly, she was not an old woman maybe in her late twenties, her face was heavily lined, she measured him swiftly and her gaze turned frosty, Ronaldo tried to smile at her but thought that it would be useless since they were far apart his killer smile would not be effective his spine stiffened, and his skin crawled and as the woman turned and climbed the stairs. This time he went and sat on his bed trying not to listen to his itchy body, he did not want any temptations at Nembus and he had resolved that no women tonight. He took a slight gaze at the flames and smiled, Gradually he shifted once more and trudged to the window, rubbing a clear space, since it was fogged, using the shirt sleeves he peeped outside and Alias!! moonlight met his eyes, it was a full moon he could see everything and he thought maybe it was the right time to take a walk, he squinted sideways and he could see the outside of the hotel and a park, he hesitated but he yearned for clean air and something else that was indefinable for it made his hair stand, he took his coat and went outside. Stepping with the end of his toes, he carefully went downstairs and hoped that Rocky was asleep for he would not enjoy his walk if he tagged along, he wanted to meet with whatever was calling him on the outside. **""""***********. Charlotte Idris sat at the wooden desk, gazing at a certain spot on it, Distantly she could hear Fayez pacing along the corridor and she wondered why couldn't she get into her room and sleep. When they came in a man was staring at her from a window and when their gaze met, her body shuddered in emotions she has never felt before. She heard Fayez's door open and she took out a series of breaths for at longest she decided to lie down. She sat on the floor crossed her legs and inhaled and exhale, with a pattern, She concentrated on his face and his features came to life, they were not new to her, she has seen them on different occasions in the past, the same features, square-faced, with his fox sharp eyes, and an aura that made her whole body shake with want. , So this is the man that has been in my head for the last few weeks and grandmother has refused to tell me who he is, what could he be doing in the same hotel as she, "Charlotte thought loudly. Dragging in a swift breath, Charlotte blinked and pulled out of her yoga position, sitting on her bed, and a soft knock fell on her doot. " I thought you were asleep," she asked when Fayez came in. " I heard some commotions, so I decided to check in, " Fayez lied, she had noticed her lady-ship was disturbed, she had complained that a man had been crowding her dreams, and she never slept well for days. " The problem is, as a leader of the Idris Empire, I'm supposed to take a weaker man as my partner but the kind of man that I see is a very strong, powerful man and there is no way he can be mine, I have tried to talk to Grandma about it but she has not spoken to me for days, that's why I'm so confused, I am not thinking straight since every time I think about this man everything around me changes for I want to kiss him, I want to hug him, I want him to touch me, I want to make love to him that has never happened to me can you please stop I do not want to hear it you're not to supposed to talk to me about such things for years," Fayez shouted interfering amidst the speech, that's to incorrect of her ladyship, she was her maiden, not her apprentice..." I'm telling you the truth the man is here in this hotel with us tonight, " Charlotte let out. " God almighty Charlotte, what has come over you, is it because you have not been touched by a man before? you know you're old enough and girls of your age have already welcomed men in their beds but you have remained adamant even after uncle George tried to marry you to someone? could that be the reason that your body is reacting this way?" Fayez asked her eyes wide open. "didn't say that I want to be laid, I said when I think about that man who mark you is present in this hotel I am no longer myself," Charlotte raised her hands, Fayez was not understanding her, she wished Johnie was around he could have told him what to do, but then as a leader,r he can't talk about the such issue's to Johnie he might tell him s Father George and they will think she was becoming vulnerable to emotions so she can't lead, his Uncle always eyed her chair with envy. " How do I help?" Fayez asked. Charlotte visualized the picture she had seen, this time was even harder than she had thought the essence of the man's strength was everywhere and anyone who looked at him or not that he was a warrior, a fighter, arrogant and whatever else someone could get for he was an open book and bored the signs openly. "Grandmother? I am asking for the last time I want to know who is this indisputable male, you have been with me all along and I'm sure that you're not going to leave me now," Charlotte spoke to her Grandmother's spirit. " You should get married to that man as quickly as possible," a sound from within said. "How is that, possible grandma? I need a tamed complaisant and preferably readily besotted gentleman not this square-faced guy with strong arms and broad shoulders," Charlotte shouted with anger, staring at the air, for an answer but nothing came her grandmother had remained quiet again. " I think you should wait and hear what Mandani has to say, if it's true you saw that man in this hotel, who knows maybe he has been summoned too, can you go to sleep and stop worrying, you know your grandmother how words are always final," Fayez tried to reason with her Boss. "Come on, Fayez I think it's time you went to your room, this matter is very personal and sensitive, I wish I never told you anything cause you cannot understand me fully," Charlotte seethed as her body heated learning to be held by this sstranger'ssteely fingers. "That's why I am telling you you should wait and get to the truth of the matter you're confused you do not understand it fully how do you expect me to know what to say when you are the shoe wearer," Fayez replied, opened the door and left. Charlotte lay on her bed and thought there was no need of worrying unless he wanted to consult her grandmother directly, she went to her window, peeped outside and it was freezing the moon was lit and she thought maybe she could perform a ritual at the park and summon her grandmother and speak to her, she was sure that the vicinity was safe nothing can harm her here, and rather than sleeping with tenseness and a sense of expectation, an unsettling presentiment of excitement and to make matters worse it was not the kind of excitement she was accustomed to it was more scintillating more enticing and there was no way she'll be able to close her eyes tonight until her mind was clear. Charlotte took the stairs two at a time dodging the security man and a few men who were drinking at the bar within a short, while she was outside the gate of the hotel she hesitated a bit and checked around her environment as she breathed in the crispy chilly air, she felt the cold reach her head enlivened, she pulled her heavy shawl close and started walking watching her feet not to knock on some stone. Ronaldo was tired of sitting on a bench in such chilly weather, his mind was still unrestful and with a sigh, he changed course, then straightening up he took a lengthy look at the moon and turned to retrace his steps, he cussed for coming outside, he thought that he will use the energy from the moon to heal his state but it seemed that the moon was not listening to him at the moment. As he walked back to the hotel he wondered what her grandmother would have left him that had to wait all these years. he wondered if his grandmother had given a particular time for the will reading or what made Mandani think that this is the right time to read the will, Ronaldo with his last kirks and the sound of his footfalls subsumed by the breeze softly whistling through the branches, he reached the main path then he had someone's footsteps they were walking soo fast towards him, he halted and by the time he turned, they squashed on each other. Behold there was a creature of magic, a beautiful woman with a dark shawl swirling around her, Her head was bare and her hair was a magnificent silken, flowed on her shoulders and sheening in the shining moonlight, looked like a beacon against the whistling trees behind her, her strides were definite, every footfall resolute, her eyes were cast out but he would have sworn she wasn't watching her steps she was in a hurry to somewhere and as he held on her his body relaxed and he felt like this was the medicine that he has been waiting for all this time. Charlotte came on without a pause heading directly for him, she couldn't see her face or her figure beneath, but when he horned instantly, his senses tired and stressed, but then focused on a powerful clear case of lust at the first sight and he thought maybe it was his nature his wolfish anticipation, he needed this woman he needed her so badly that he was not letting her go so he held on her fast. Who are you and what are you doing outside not watching your steps, are you the one calling me on the outside? Why would I touch you and my manhood surges? Ronald thought inwardly enjoying the comfort he was getting from this lady. Charlotte in her confusion strolled briskly at the park, a frown kneading her brows, she had asked for a clear picture of the man whose face haunted her, but her grandmother's reply was not adequate, telling her that she should get married to that man was not enough, she needed to know why and this left her with a very large problem, phenomenal, though it might be that her grandmother was making a mistake, this man whoever he was, was arrogant ruthless, and dominant, definitely not her type of man. She needed someone sweet, a simple soul, one to remain quiet and supportive while she ruled the Idris Empire just like her mother, she didn't need strength she needed weakness there was absolutely no point in sending her the square-faced man with sharp foxy eyes. She saw this broad-shouldered man on the path, at the very last minute, she tried to stop but her soles found no grip on the slippery path after the rains, her momentum sent her skidding on as she tried to free her arms that we are trapped beneath her shawl, She gasped as she looked up just as she collided with the owner of the broad shoulders. The impact knocked the air out of her lungs for an instant she thought maybe she had hit a tree but her nose had buried itself in a soft cravat, mid-chest just above the v of a silk waistcoat, his chin passed above her head, her scalp sprinkled her long hair, as they were gently brushed and arms like steel, slowly crossed about her, right at that moment she knew that this is the guy that has been inside her head so she awoke in a flustered rush raising her hands and she pushed against his chest, her feet slipped and then Slid and she gasped again and clutched wildly instead of pushing, the steel arms tightened and suddenly only her feet barely touched the path. Charlotte dragged in a breath to steady her whirling head, her senses as they skated wildly informing her she was pressed breast to thigh against the man and not just any man, one with a body like warm flexing steel, she had to lean back to look into his face and voila!! square-faced Sharp fox-like piercing eyes.